Naruto system rampages in another world

Long stick like a dragon

The leader of the Xiaodao Hui Hall waved his long stick, erecting a yellow wall shadow in the air. The spirit stones were all bounced away as soon as he touched them. He shouted, and the two-meter long stick suddenly lit up with a yellow light. Qin Hao A shadow of a stick appeared above the head and struck down with a huge force.

Like a hill collapsing above his head, Qin Hao sneered, stepped aside, and stepped aside. At the same time, he kicked his feet at the same time, and his whole body turned into a black sharp blade and flashed in the air.

"So fast"

The hall master's expression changed, and he quickly retreated. With one arm in his right hand, he held the stick and swung it into a circle. Thick earth-yellow ripples swung towards Qin Hao.

The weight of his body was as if the gravity of the earth had doubled, but Qin Hao's expression remained unchanged. His whole body swelled in the air, and his muscles struggled slightly. The invisible restraint seemed to have been broken away by a tyrannical force.

The attribute bonus of the suit and the power increase of the doubling spell. All these added up are by no means a simple digital effect, let alone the effect of 1 plus 1 plus 1, but directly based on the original basis. His speed increased by nearly five times, and the effect of this was that his pure burst of power was no longer inferior to the power of low-level psychic skills.

"There is no spiritual energy fluctuation. There is still no spiritual energy fluctuation. What kind of monster is this that relies solely on the power of the body?" The hall master was shocked. The spiritual energy in his body was running rapidly. The stick in his hand trembled suddenly and made a buzzing sound. Like a poisonous dragon, it penetrated Qin Hao's chest.

The top of the long yellow stick suddenly lit up with a golden light. This was a manifestation of the earth spiritual energy condensing to its peak, and all the power condensed into one point. Its explosive power was often several times greater than its own.

"try it"

Qin Hao's eyes turned cold. He didn't know much about his current combat effectiveness. This was because he had improved too quickly during this period and lacked actual combat. The hall master in front of him was obviously suitable to be his whetstone.

He stopped on his feet, his expression stern, and he decided to take the blow to test what level his current strength corresponded to.

There was nothing fancy about it. Qin Hao stabbed the kunai forward in his hand. It was the simplest straight thrust. It just hit the tip of the stick. A thick wave of air exploded from the middle. Qin Hao took ten steps back in a row. The wounds on his arms burst open, blood lines spilled out, and exploded into countless tiny blood droplets in the air.

The hall master's eyes were filled with joy. He just took two steps back, making two big holes. Then he stopped, stepped forward like an angry bull, and stepped in front of Qin Hao.

He shook the long stick in his hand and fired a burst of energy in the air. Dozens of yellow stick shadows aimed at Qin Hao's head and drew it from the side.

Qin Hao's expression remained unchanged, his eyes stared at the hall master indifferently, without any awareness that his head would be exploded in the next moment, and he suddenly disappeared.

The hall master's breath was stagnant, and his heart seemed to have been stung by a poisonous bee. The hair on his body exploded. Dozens of stick shadows hit the empty space, and a box was smashed into pieces. The white powder inside exploded and spread all over the place. The air in front of him was like a white mirror. Under the red firelight behind him, a black shadow was reflected on it.

"Behind...behind."

He was shocked, and it was too late to turn around at this time. He had no choice but to pounce forward, bend his body, and at the same time quickly retract the long stick in his hand and stab it behind him.

The spiritual power in his body was being consumed rapidly like a tide. Pieces of earth-colored stones visibly appeared all over his body, and they quickly connected into one piece, surrounding him into an earth-colored stone. people.

Qin Hao twisted his body like a water snake. With a casual twist, he dodged the wooden stick that was aimed at him. At the same time as he was dodging, he also completed the energy accumulation in his waist and bent his left arm at ninety degrees. Like a spring that was compressed to the extreme, it suddenly rebounded as the waist rotated, hitting the hall master's vest hard.

With just one punch, there was a sound of breaking egg shells. The earth-colored stone trembled slightly, and countless cracks appeared. The black kunai in Qin Hao's right hand instantly penetrated along the cracks.

Prick, pull out, stab again, pull out again, stab again

Puff puff

Qin Hao pulled out the kunai, stepped back, turned his foot, and whipped his right foot towards the hall master's waist like an iron whip, lifting his whole body into the air, and a sword flashed past.

At some point, he had already grasped the decapitating sword with his left hand, and cut off the opponent's head with one strike. Qin Hao tapped his foot slightly, jumped up, retracted the decapitating sword, and grabbed the head in the air with his left hand.

The headless corpse fell heavily, naturally knocking over the boxes on the floor. Strangely, not a drop of blood flowed out from the empty neck.

Feeling the heat in his body, Qin Hao took out a piece of cloth that had been prepared long ago from his arms and wrapped his head. He glanced at the injuries on his arms with his peripheral vision. The dense wounds were all scabbed and were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. With.

He had a rough assessment of his own strength, but it was not accurate yet. It would take a few more killings to test it. Qin Hao grinned, took off the mask on his face, left the room, gathered all the corpses outside together, and casually I took off a raincoat, put it on, walked out of the yard, closed the door, and quickly disappeared into the rain.

Two quarters of an hour later, the door to the courtyard was pushed open, and two figures, one tall and one short, walked in furtively.

"Brother, why are you here if you don't want to sleep at night?" Little Fatty yawned, his head feeling like he could fall asleep standing up at any time.

It was Qin Hao who had gone and returned, and the little fat man who was caught from under the quilt.

"There is a spiritual stone, so don't do it."

The little fat man trembled all over, with an abnormal flush on his face. He suddenly woke up and became excited. He looked at Qin Hao with a squinting expression, his eyes were shining with gold, his mouth was wide open, and he asked innocently Said: "Where, where?"

I am speechless about this weird thing.

Qin Hao curled his lips, opened the door, looked around, and after confirming that no one had come while he was gone, he pushed open the bookshelf and walked into the underground secret room with the excited little fat man.

"Is that bracelet on your hand a rare treasure for storage?" Qin Hao asked, looking at the simple bracelet on the chubby wrist with no hint of jewels. He said he was asking, but his tone was actually very firm.

"Yi Bao, that's what it seems to be called now." The little fat man roared and rushed towards a box.

"Put away everything here, and I'll give you [-]% of it."

".."

Not receiving the expected look of ecstasy, Qin Hao frowned slightly, looked at the sad-looking little fat man, and chuckled, "Okay, I'll give you two percent."

The little fat man still pouted, Qin Hao raised his eyebrows, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. He felt that the little fat man was a bit too far.

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